#stillstarter

[stelladarras-blog]

The street she lived on was having a Christmas market, and in an effort to cheer herself up, Stella was slowly browsing the stalls, enjoying the carolling and smells of seasonal food that was travelling through the air.

Stopping to watch a man busking, she dug some coins of her pocket, throwing them into his Violin case, stepping backwards into someone as she did so.

“Sorry! I should have been watching. Are you ok?”

[ironhcarted]

       “Listen, I know I’m not an Auror but I’m a better dueler than half of the Aurors they let in so --” Dorcas dropped to the floor as a spell flew over their heads. Trying to convince some of the Aurors that she was there to help protect and not just to take out some of the Death Eaters ( though, she definitely wanted to ) was a struggle because they saw her as a knock off version of them -- she still did. Her wand raised as she got up quickly, checking to see who’d sent the curse their way. “PROTEGO!!” she screamed as another spell came her way before throwing a non verbal disarming charm their way. “Oi, I’m the one that tries to kill you for a living why don’t you have at me instead of any of them?? YOU FUCKING COWARD!!”

[dromedanxire-blog]

“Hey, look at me,” Andromeda instructed, doing her best to keep eye contact with the other. They had managed to get out quickly, but some were worse off than others - while she had emerged unscathed, the same couldn’t be said for the person before her. Mentally scolding herself for not thinking to bring her kit, she knew all she could do was rely on what could be done with a wand - which was, thankfully, her specialty. Thank Merlin for charms. “Are you all right?” Not the best question, as they visibly were not, but still. 

[luciussmalfoyy]

@ironhcarted Amycus wasn't enjoying the party at all. He hated the idea of it completely. He was glancing around the room not looking at anything in particular.

[stelladarras-blog]

Picking over the mess left behind at the Ministers Party, Stella checked the name tag of yet another coat, assigned it a number, wrote an identifier for it on her ever growing list, before sending it to get hung up. What is the point of a coat check if a bunch of Death Eaters are going to mess the whole thing up?

Hearing the crunch of broken glass behind her, Stella plastered her customer service face on, turning to greet the person. 

“Hello, what can I help you with?”

[stelladarras-blog]

Run!

What are you doing down here? We are supposed to be evacuating!

[frcnklong]

     ----- “I ... uh, have a confession to make,” said Frank, glancing over his glass of beer ( he didn’t much like white wine and reds tended to make him drowsy, and so he’d decided to go for beer ). He cleared his throat and leaned in c l o s e r. “I COMPLETELY forgot what age the Minister turned today ---- d’you have any clue?”

[isaburke-blog]

    “Oh, these small chocolate cakes are delicious. You should definitely try one.”